She laughed, then came closer. Drew palmed his shaft, rubbing back and forth.
“I can’t help myself. You bring out the best—or is it the worst—in me.”
And now he wasn’t the only one turned on. “This isn’t productive.”
He reached around to grab her butt. “Screw productive. I think you want to have sex on the ice. It’s probably some long-held fantasy of yours.”
“I’m thinking more likely it’s yours.”
“Nah. My fantasy has always been a blow job on the ice.”
“Is that right? And just how alone are we here?”
“Everyone’s gone. The crew didn’t want to hang out, so I bought them lunch and told them I’d call them when we were finished here so they could clean this up and lock the place down.”
“Is that right?” She dropped to her knees on the carpet, realizing he must be freezing in his bare feet. Even with the carpet down, it was really cold.
“Get up, Carolina.”
Instead, she reached for his cock, sliding it between her palms. “We already know it’s not too cold out here for you to get a hard-on. And like you said, we are alone here, right?”
His gaze had hardened, just like his cock. “Yeah.”
She dragged the briefs over his hips, letting his cock spring free. She grasped it in her hand and stroked it, letting its heat warm her hands.
“You’re hot.”
He stared down at her. “So are you. You make my cock throb.”
She licked her lips, then leaned forward, taking the soft head between her lips as she cradled his butt in her hands.
Drew couldn’t believe Carolina had his cock in her mouth, right here on the ice. He hadn’t wanted to do this test shoot, but he’d known it was important to her to get these initial shots to see if this advertising was going to work, and hell, it was only going to take a half hour, so why not?
He hadn’t expected this, hadn’t expected her touch and the way she talked to him to turn him on. He’d expected it to be uncomfortable and to freeze his ass off.
It was both, but he’d also gotten hard.
And now, watching her on her knees, taking his cock inch by inch into her hot, sweet mouth, it was pure heaven and hell. He swallowed, his throat desert dry as she cupped his balls and held them in the palm of her hand.
He laid his hand on the back of her head, giving her direction as she took him fully inside. And then she squeezed the base of his shaft with her hand, massaged his balls, and released his cock, mapping every vein and ridge with her tongue.
Christ.
When she worked the head with that amazing tongue of hers, lapping him up like she was going after her favorite chocolate marshmallow swirl ice cream cone, his legs trembled. He grabbed the net for support and grabbed a handful of her hair.
“Babe, that’s going to make me come. Hard.”
She tilted her head back and gifted him with the sexiest smile. “Tell me how you want it. Take control.”
The best words a woman could ever give a man.
“Open.”
She opened her mouth and he guided his cock between her lips, sliding it over her tongue. Between the cold around them and the heat of her mouth, he was about to explode.
“Now close your lips around me while I fuck your mouth.”
Her lips compressed, and he tilted his hips forward, sliding his shaft in, then drawing it out, watching her cheeks hollow as she sucked him in.
Steam rose up on his body as sweat dripped down his face and neck while he pumped between Carolina’s full lips.
He gripped the back of her head, then slid back and forth, his balls tightening as he fought the urge to come. Watching her take him in, giving in to him as he forced his cock into her mouth, easing it all the way back until he felt the tip hit her throat, was about the best damned thing he’d ever felt.
He knew she was uncomfortable, knew that ice had to be cold on her knees. But she wasn’t complaining, just stared up at him, her sea-blue eyes giving him everything as he continued to thrust back and forth until his legs shook, until his orgasm had built up and he knew he couldn’t hold back any longer.
“I’m going to come, Lina. I’m going to shoot my come into your mouth.”
Her only response was a hum of acceptance, her gaze still focused on his face.
“Oh, yeah,” he said, then pressed forward, shouting out as he jettisoned his orgasm deeply into her throat. She held on to his hips, taking him deep as he came. He grasped a handful of her hair as his climax shattered him, emptied him, leaving him shaking.
He pulled Carolina up off the ice and dragged her into his arms, something solid to hold on to while he recovered. She wrapped her arms around him, her body trembling.
She had to be freezing. He led her off the ice and into the locker room, grabbing a blanket to wrap around her.
“You’re the one not wearing any clothes. You have to be cold.”
He gave her a smile. “I’m sweating. You nearly blew the top of my head off.”